{"type":"rich","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Transistor","provider_url":"https://transistor.fm","author_name":"The Fourth Way","title":"(286)S11E9/8: Lucidity","html":"<iframe width=\"100%\" height=\"180\" frameborder=\"no\" scrolling=\"no\" seamless src=\"https://share.transistor.fm/e/9386400e\"></iframe>","width":"100%","height":180,"duration":817,"description":"I share a short poem as I reflect on propaganda and clarity from this season. \nA huge thanks to Seth White for the awesome music!\nThanks to Palmtoptiger17 for the beautiful logo: https://www.instagram.com/palmtoptiger17/\nFacebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/thewayfourth/?modal=admin_todo_tour\nYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTd3KlRte86eG9U40ncZ4XA?view_as=subscriber\nInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/theway4th/ \nKingdom Outpost: https://kingdomoutpost.org/\nMy Reading List Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/21940220.J_G_Elliot\nPropaganda Season Outline: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1xa4MhYMAg2Ohc5Nvya4g9MHxXWlxo6haT2Nj8Hlws8M/edit?usp=sharing \nSpotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4VSvC0SJYwku2U0awRaNAu?si=3ad0b2fbed2e4864\n\nThey say that looks can be deceiving.[1]\nMore and more, I find myself believing that,\nAs I’m torn between the facts my eyes deliver and the translation my brain extracts.[2]\nIf what I see is what I get, that’s all I have and nothing more.\nStill, my mind loves to conjure –\nillusory perceptions, cunningly woven fabrications of its invention\nSo with every look I give I find I live in tension\nbetween what I know and what truly is[3]\n\nThey say the eyes are windows to the soul\nBut less and less I feel it stressed to look in two big black holes\nMere physical features of social creatures, there’s nothing more there to behold\nOr so I’m told[4]\nBut what then of beauty?\nWhere then does it lie,\nif not in the eyes of an immortal\nPast those black, those glassy portals\nunto perspicuity\ninto the essence of a being[5]\n\nThey say that death remedies all ills\nIt cures all that it kills ending pain and ending want\nEnding rule of lands by tyrant gods who have all power that they flaunt[6]\nBut this death will also daunt the meek and lowly of the earth\nAlongside the evil sycophant who disgraces his own birth[7]\nWhile death may cure the ills that time will build within a fallen creature\nWho will cure us of this...","thumbnail_url":"https://img.transistorcdn.com/JGkV-vDM_2fB5-17TQ9iEONJxTXbDMwB1A42S8-5Pm0/rs:fill:0:0:1/w:400/h:400/q:60/mb:500000/aHR0cHM6Ly9pbWct/dXBsb2FkLXByb2R1/Y3Rpb24udHJhbnNp/c3Rvci5mbS9zaG93/LzM0ODIvMTU2NjEy/NDE3OS1hcnR3b3Jr/LmpwZw.webp","thumbnail_width":300,"thumbnail_height":300}